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The Ichabod Crane

I trimmed my beard today, back to sporting the Ichabod Crane, thoughts haunted by my wife’s voice,  as faceless hair circles  and clogs the drain twice. What pale skin   below this black and gray bare tundra I so disdain, … Continue reading

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